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ON A BUST OF GENERAL GRANT.

STRONG, simple, silent are the [stead- | A face all prose where Time's [benigfast] laws nant] haze

That sway this universe, of none with- Softens no raw edge yet, nor makes stood. all fair

Unconscious of man's outcries or ap- With the beguiling light of vanished plause,

days;

Or what man deems his evil or his This is relentless granite, bleak and

bare,

good;

And when the Fates ally them with a Roughhewn, and scornful of æsthetic

cause

phrase;

That wallows in the sea-trough and Nothing is here for fancy, naught for seems lost, dreams,

Drifting in danger of the reefs and The Present's hard uncompromising sands

light

means,

Of shallow counsels, this way, that Accents all vulgar outlines, flaws, and way, tost, Strength, silence, simpleness, of these Yet vindicates some pristine natural three strands

right

They twist the cable shall the world O'ertopping that hereditary grace Which marks the gain or loss of some time-fondled race.

hold fast

To where its anchors clutch the bedrock of the Past.

Strong, simple, silent, therefore such was he

So Marius looked, methinks, and
Cromwell so,

Not in the purple born, to those they led

Who helped us in our need; the eter-
nal law

That who can saddle Opportunity
Is God's elect, though many a mortal
flaw

May minish him in eyes that closely The exhaustless life of manhood's seeds to show,

see,

Was verified in him: what need we

Let but the ploughshare of portentous times

Nearer for that and costlier to the
foe,
Now moulders of old forms by nature
bred

say

Of one who made success where others Strike deep enough to reach them where they lie :

failed,

Who, with no light save that of com- Despair and danger are their fostering climes,

mon day,

Struck hard, and still struck on till And their best sun bursts from a Fortune quailed, stormy sky: But that (so sift the Norns) a desper- He was our man of men, nor would abate

ate van

Ne'er fell at last to one who was not The utmost due manhood could claim of fate.

wholly man.

Yet did this man, war-tempered, stern as steel

Where steel opposed, prove soft in civil sway;

Finds type primeval, theirs in whose

veins ran

The hand hilt-hardened had lost tact
to feel

Such blood as quelled the dragon in
his den,
Made harmless fields, and better
worlds began:

The world's base coin, and glozing
knaves made prey

Of him and of the entrusted Commonweal;

He came grim-silent, saw and did the deed

So Truth insists and will not be denied.

That was to do; in his master grip

Our sword flashed joy; no skill of We turn our eyes away, and so will

words could breed

Nothing ideal, a plain-people's man At the first glance, a more deliberate ken

Fame,

Such sure conviction as that close- As if in his last battle he had died

clamped lip;

Victor for us and spotless of all blame, He slew our dragon, nor, so seemed it, Doer of hopeless tasks which praters

knew

shirk,

He had done more than any simplest One of those still plain men that do the world's rough work.

man might do.

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SELECTED PASSAGES.

"It is a high inspiration to be the | Slave is no word of deathless lineage neighbor of great events."— Milton.

sprung;

Too

"NATURE is always kind enough to give even her clouds a humorous lin- Too ing." Thoreau.

many noble souls have thought and died,

many mighty poets lived and sung, And our good Saxon, from lips purified TRUTH only needs to be for once spoke With martyr-fire, throughout the world hath rung

out,

And there's such music in her, such Too long to have God's holy cause strange rhythm,

denied.

As makes men's memories her joyous

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slaves,

And clings around the soul, as the sky SOLDIER and statesman, rarest unison ; clings High-poised example of great duties done

Round the mute earth, forever beautiful,

Simply as breathing, a world's honors

worn

And, if o'erclouded, only to burst forth
More all-embracingly divine and clear: As life's indifferent gifts to all men
Get but the truth once uttered, and
t' is like

born;

Dumb for himself, unless it were to
God,

A star new-born, that drops into its
place,

But for his barefoot soldiers eloquent, And which, once circling in its placid Tramping the snow to coral where

round,

Not all the tumult of the earth can

shake.
- A Glance behind the Curtain.

-Sonnets.

Great souls are portions of Eternity; Each drop of blood that e'er through true heart ran

they trod,

Held by his awe in hollow-eyed content;

Modest, yet firm as Nature's self; unblamed

GREAT Truths are portions of the soul Save by the men his nobler temper of man ;

shamed;

Never seduced through show of present good

By other than unsetting lights to steer With lofty message, ran for thee and New-trimmed in Heaven, nor than his steadfast mood

me;

For God's law, since the starry song More steadfast, far from rashness as from fear;

began,

Hath been, and still forevermore must Rigid, but with himself first, grasping still

be,

That every deed which shall outlast In swerveless poise the wave-beat helm of will;

Time's span

Must spur the soul to be erect and Not honored then or now because he

free;

wooed

The popular voice, but that he still We stride the river daily at its spring, withstood; Nor, in our childish thoughtlessness, foresee,

What myriad vassal streams shall tribute bring,

How like an equal it shall greet the

sea.

Broad-minded, higher-souled, there is but one

Who was all this and ours, and all men's, WASHINGTON.

- Under the Old Elm.

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"THREE roots bear up Dominion: O small beginnings, ye are great and Knowledge, Will,

These twain are strong, but stronger

yet the third, Obedience, 't is the great tap-root Ye build the future fair, ye conquer that still,

wrong,

Ye earn the crown, and wear it not

Knit round the rock of Duty, is not stirred

in vain.

Though Heaven-loosed tempests spend their utmost skill.

The Washers of the Shroud.

strong,

Based on a faithful heart and weariless brain!

WENDELL PHILLIPS.

WHO is it will not dare himself to HE stood upon the world's broad trust? threshold; wide

Who is it hath not strength to stand The din of battle and of slaughter alone?

See one straightforward conscience put in pawn

To win a world; see the obedient

sphere

By bravery's simple gravitation drawn !

To W. L. Garrison.

rose;

Who is it thwarts and bilks the inward He saw God stand upon the weaker side That sank in seeming before its

MUST

He and his works, like sand, from earth are blown.

foes: Many there were who made great haste and sold

Men of a thousand shifts and wiles, Unto the cunning enemy their swords, look here! He scorned their gifts of fame, and power, and gold,

And, underneath their soft and flowery words,

Heard the cold serpent hiss; therefore he went

And humbly joined him to the weaker part,

Shall we not heed the lesson taught of Fanatic named, and fool, yet well con

tent

old,

And by the Present's lips repeated So he could be the nearer to God's

still,

heart,

In our own single manhood to be And feel its solemn pulses sending

blood

bold,

Fortressed in conscience and im- Through all the wide-spread veins of pregnable will ? endless good.

- Sonnets.

receives

NEW occasions teach new duties; Time | Let it stand out of doors till a soul it makes ancient good uncouth; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth;

From the warm lazy sun loitering down through green leaves,

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And the gravest sweet humor, that ever were there

Since Cervantes met death in his gentle despair;

Nay, don't be embarrassed, nor look so beseeching,

I sha'n't run directly against my own preaching,

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And you'll find a choice nature, not wholly deserving

A name either English or Yankee, just Irving.

A Fable for Critics.

With the whole of that partnership's

stock and good-will,

"IN the loom of time, though the woof be divinely foreordained, yet man supplies the weft, and the figures of the endless web are shaped and colored by our own wisdom or folly.” The Rebellion.

"WE write no more fairy tales, because the facts of our every-day lives are more full of marvel than they." The Progress of the World.

Raphaels and Dantes,

Go to setting you up beside matchless
Cervantes;

And, having just laughed at their feeling and susceptibility to generous emotions are accidents of temperament, goodness is an achievement of the will and a quality of the life.”

But allow me to speak what I honestly Rousseau and the Sentimentalists.

"EVERY man feels instinctively that all the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action; and that while tenderness of

feel, To a true poet-heart add the fun of

Dick Steele,

"THE only conclusive evidence of a man's sincerity is that he gives himself Throw in all of Addison, minus the for a principle.” Rousseau and the Sentimentalists.

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"IT is manifest that universal peace

Mix well, and while stirring, hum o'er, is the best of those things which are ordained for our beatitude. Hence it

as a spell,

mer it well,

The fine old English Gentleman, sim- is that not riches, not pleasures, not honors, not length of life, not health, Sweeten just to your own private lik- not strength, not comeliness, was sung ing, then strain, to the shepherds from on high, but That only the finest and clearest re- peace.". - Dante.

main,

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